The white deer sat on a bluestone slab, her eyes not focused...

The saint of the Flower God Palace is so similar to Feng Diewu. Whether it is height, figure, or temperament, they are almost exactly the same. Are there really two people in the world who are so similar?

One is a dance teacher who went to the Dahan Empire to study, and the other is a saint who practiced in the deep mountain shrine of the Amaterasu Empire. Two people who seemed to be out of touch with each other, but at this time they slowly overlapped in Bai Lu's mind and became one person.

How could he admit his mistake in the familiar fragrance of tea, the familiar fart shadow, and the familiar aloofness and arrogance?

But then again, how could Feng Diewu become the saint of the Flower God Palace? He just asked someone to ask. The Saint of Flower God Palace has entered the Flower God Palace since he was five years old and has become a saint. He has been a saint for nearly twenty years and has never left the Temple.

The saint is the incarnation of the goddess on earth, and it cannot be blasphemed. If ordinary people see her honor, it will be considered a blasphemy. Therefore, the saint always wears a mask and never shows her true face. Just find two people to wear masks about the same height and figure. Even if the saint changes people every day, who will notice it?

Who is Feng Diewu? Did the dance teacher of the Hualong Empire become the saint of the temple of the Amaterasu Empire? Or did the saint of the temple of the Amaterasu Empire before transforming into the dance teacher of the Hualong Empire?

Of course, it is not yet certain that the saint of the Flower God Palace is Feng Diewu, and it still needs to be verified...

Bai Lu's mouth curled up. The Saint would not wear a mask for twenty-four hours. She is also a human being. She also wants to eat and take a bath. She is a woman and may also have to take care of her facial mask. These things cannot be done with a mask, right?

It’s a breeze or not. You can tell if you look at it.

The white deer walked to a slightly secluded place and screamed sharply: "Meow..."

In just a blink of an eye, the elusive Tmall appeared, with a little dark face: "Young Master, can we change the call code? The stinky woman in Bingling Dao calls me a sick cat all day now."

"Your nickname is originally called Tmall. What's so strange about her calling you a sick cat?"

Tmall solemnly corrected: "My real nickname is Fei Tmall. Fei Tmall is a rare beast with wings, not a cat like catching mice all over the world."

Bai Lu waved her hand and said indifferently: "Don't worry about these things. I came to you to help me with something. I think you can only be competent for this."

Tmall's mouse body shook, raised her chest and said proudly: "Young Master is indeed as wise as a torch. What's the matter?"

"I want to peek at a woman taking a bath and need your help."

“(￢_￢)”

Bai Lu looked at Tmall with a black face and asked, "Why did you look like you've eaten your stool?"

"Help peek at the woman taking a bath?" Tmall said angrily: "Young Master, is this worth in your heart?"

"Or what do you think?"

“(￢_￢)”

Bai Lu waved her hand and greeted, "Let's go and check in first."

Tmall quickly followed and asked curiously: "Young Master, who do you want to peek at to take a shower?"

"The Saint of Flower God Palace."

Tmall's expression was shocked, his eyes widened, and he said in a lost voice: "Young Master, you are too crazy, are you? He is the saint of the shrine. If you peek at her taking a bath, it is equivalent to blasphemy. And peeking at a beautiful woman taking a bath is a very unethical thing. Will your conscience be condemned?"

Bai Lu glanced coldly and squintedly: "Speak human words."

“Trifty!”

“(￢_￢)”

The two of them sneaked into the back of a house where the goddess lived. When they heard the sound of water coming from the house next to them, they looked at each other, tiptoed to approach, each took out his sabers and carefully cut the plastic cloth from the wooden window, and glanced inside...

Wow!

They were so lucky, right? I didn't expect to run into a beautiful young woman taking a bath with a wooden basin. Her round and smooth silhouette was eye-catching. The two of them swallowed, their eyes staring like light bulbs.

Tmall whispered: "Young Master, this woman is not a saint."

"Is it important?"

"Too."

“(￢_￢)”

The two of them watched the imperial concubine go out of the bath with great enthusiasm, and their expressions were still unsatisfied. Bai Lu finally remembered the important business. They planned to come and see the eldest lady take a bath, but they first watched a maid take a bath. If the important business is delayed, they must conduct a deep review when they go back.

They peeked at each house and the other, and many of them were empty rooms. The two of them came to the back of a large house and had a hole broken. When they looked inside, they saw the Holy Girl of Flowers wearing masks sitting quietly in front of a short squad practicing flower arrangement.

**My sister's flower, when will you take a shower soon?

The old man was running on crutches. Just as the two men were about to fall asleep, the bells rang in the shrine, the bells of meals were ringing.

Not long after, a goddess came into the house with food. She put the food on a short table and quietly retreated to a corner that the white deer and Tmall could not see. The Saint of Flower God slowly lifted up the mask, revealing a delicate face with makeup on.

The white deer was shocked. The saint was not Feng Diwu.

This is a very beautiful woman with slender eyebrows, clear eyes, delicate cherry lips, and her facial features are just right on a beautiful jade cheek, radiating an irresistible charming temperament.

I don’t know why, but I always feel that the saint in front of me is different from what I met before, and it seems to be fuller? My temperament has also changed a little, less ethereal, more fireworks, less holiness, more weirdness, less elegance, more vulgarity...

Wearing a mask all day long, don’t you take off your pants and fart when you put on makeup? White deer shrugged. Women are such strange creatures.

"Don't you have to eat?"

"I'll eat cold food today."

The Saint of Flower God touched her face and said quietly: "Will that kid really come?"

"I will definitely come, he is very suspicious."

The Holy Girl of Flower seemed to be talking to the goddess who was delivering food, but they were talking about Amaterasu, and the two eavesdropping men outside the room didn't understand half of the words.

After the meal, the Holy Girl of Flower God continued to practice flower arrangement, but she didn't mean to take a bath at all. The two men waiting outside the house became anxious. What's wrong with this beauty? Didn't she take a shower after dinner?

The sky gradually darkened. Bai Lu touched her stomach and looked at Tmall beside her. She gestured to retreat. If she didn't go back to eat, there might be nothing to eat later.

They came and went in a hurry. The two left the house where a group of goddesses lived. On the way back, Bai Lu frowned...

He had already seen the true face of Mount Lu, not Feng Diewu, his appearance had not changed much from what he had encountered before, but his temperament seemed to have changed, and the aura he emitted was much weaker. Could this be a show for him to watch?
Chapter completed!